Is it all worth it?

We arrived back in Manchester to a temperature of 1 degrees, and when we arrived home, it was freezing!! As usual, we felt a little down having to settle into the 'routines' of life again. Although you seem to adjust well on the outside, you were perhaps more insecured inside. It did not help that gong-gong and popo were with us for 6 weeks before we went for our holidays, and I worked the first weekend we were back. In the first 2 weeks, you cried out about 2-3x a night for me or dada to come sleep with you and hug you. It is now nearly 3 weeks and you're still not sleeping through, and I'm super exhausted.

After 3 days of being back in nursery, you came home with a runny nose, and then this week, succumbed to a really bad cough and high fever. It was really stressful getting calls from nursery, and thank God dada could stay at home with you.

We're supposed to be getting the 'Siberian blizzard' and it has been subzero this whole week. Why does it have to be this cold? It is supposed to be -10 tomorrow.

There's also the stress of work, and having to rush back to be a mother and wife, and put aside the 'career woman', returning to that after you're asleep to catch up on the day's work. I'm sure all working mothers go through this and feel pushed to the edge occasionally.

Is trying to constantly juggle and attempting to be the best in all these roles with minimal help at hand, in bitterly artic weather, all worth it?

Thank God there's One above who listens to all my cries and keeps me going :) And...

There's this little one's laughter